[Shiro looks at him and to Keith's credit, not for a single moment does he manage to draw his eyes away from that look, meeting his gaze in that way that Shiro finds unreadable - though Keith himself almost feels exposed still, likewise not exactly knowing what is going through Shiro's mind in the process. He's decided whatever it is, though, he doesn't want to let it be something to be anxious about - It's Shiro, after all. It's the person he trusts more than anyone in the goddamn universe.
When the first thing he does as he sits next to Keith is give him that blanket, for a second he blinks- then visibly shivers. Like he didn't realize it had gotten much chillier until right in that moment, has to huddle the blanket a little closer around himself, crossing his legs up on the couch. Still looking to Shiro, he mumbles a quiet, but honest:] Thanks.
[M- Mrr.]
Really doesn't look like it's going to let up anytime soon. [Getting worse, even.]